Throwback Thursday Poetry: For Me

i am losing everything
lost here with nothing
only hoping for something
while gaining absolutely nothing
if i should try
to drift and die
no one will cry
for me

you are my fantasy
i crave for thee
in my sorrowful sleep
you are with me
i hope you feel
the same for me
do you feel this
for me

nothing can comfort me
i am bitterly unhappy
what is this thing
in me that’s sleeping
why can’t you see
this demon in me
or don’t you care
for me

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.

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